Apparently, Eleanor can fly. Both of them chasing madly last evening, in and out of our lines of sight, taking turns. We watch as Moby runs low, and Eleanor LEAPS, flying past 3' off the floor, keeping pace. Good to see Moby so active and engaged, even if he did growl and hiss at her later. They are definitely not snuggling up together, but they are finding common ground.
After a week of chondroitin/glucosamine, Moby is moaning less, and moving a lot more. As much as one can tell with cats, I tend to think it's doing some good.
They chased around for a good twenty minutes this morning as well. Even after Moby hissed at her (& took a moment to himself) he chased around with her again.
Got to see another of Eleanor's flying leaps. She's got a funny hop, and a long leap, that seems to come out of nowhere.
Off to work, a lab for the various companies. Getting paid well, going in late, should be pretty mellow - no patients to worry about. Get to see all the newest toys first.
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My neighbor got a new rescue dog a couple weeks ago and it's fun to see her (Pebbles) quickly warming up to new humans--still cool toward the other dog in the house though.
It's a long process, but very heartening to watch--I like hearing how your cats are progressing.
Glad she's a cat and not a pig, or there'd be a lot of horrible and/or impossible things I'd have to do.
Pacian,
Indeed. And since winged cats are pretty well documented, one must assume that flying cats are within the realm of possibility.
Not to mention the issue of pigs and shit falling from them if they flew.
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